Monthly Archives: January 2014

What happens when the mom hurts her back and can’t really operate at full capacity and full speed?

I am learning to ask for help. It’s hard to do, too. I don’t like feeling helpless. I don’t like feeling like a burden to others. When did we begin believing that asking for help meant those things? Isn’t that sort of ‘f-ed’ up?

What is the phenomenon that takes place – the shift in mindset that makes me feel this way?? Cultural, social, post-industrial clap-trap about women (and men) supposedly being able to always do it all????

So many of us often offer help to others all the time and yet when it comes to asking for and accepting it ourselves, we feel inadequate? That feels a little lopsided.

Goal for today: Ask for and receive help as graciously as I always offer and give it.

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Thank you for the giggles
Thank you for the kisses
Thank you for the squeals
Thank you for the snuggles
Thank you for the peek-a-boos
Thank you for the wobbly walk
Thank you for the leg-hugging
Thank you for the ‘mama-mama’ in the middle of the night
Thank you for the tears
Thank you for the naps
Thank you for the bluest eyes filled with laughter
Thank you for the grumpiness
Thank you for the diapers
Thank you for the chubby, dimpled thighs
Thank you for the love.
Love,
Mom